Like a lover the morning sun
Slowly rises and kisses you awake
Your smile is soft and drowsy
As you let it play upon you face
Oh, how I dream
I might be like the morning sun to you
I might be like the morning sun
Like a lover the velvet moon
Shares your pillow and watches while you sleep
Your eyes soft and drowsy
As you let it play upon you face
Oh, how I dream
I might be like the velvet sun to you
I might be like the velvet sun to you
How I envy the cup that knows your lips
Let it be me, my love
And a table that feels your fingertips
Let it be me, let me be your love
Bring an end to these endless days and nights without you
Like a lover the velvet moon
Slowly rises and kisses you awake
Your smile is soft and drowsy
As you let it play upon your face
Oh, how I dream
I might be like the velvet moon to you
I might be like the velvet moon
How I envy the cup that knows your lips
Let it be me, my love
And a table that feels your fingertips
Let it be me, let me be your love
Bring an end to these endless days and nights without you
I might be like the velvet moon to you
I might be like the velvet moon to you
I might be like the velvet moon to you
I might be like the velvet moon
Like a Lover was written by Nelson Motta & Dori Caymmi.